The smoke's heavy on my chest
In tears we break the silence
that kept our hearts from rotting
My hope is up in Hollywood
Where you would come out running
And I'd count the seconds
In tears we dream of Hollywood
Where we both feel lonely
Baby dry your eyes, baby dry your eyes,
there are more things to learn.
There're more things to life
Your ghost built us a house
At night, we drink the tales
That keep our weakness growing
The smog is thick in Hollywood
You better carve out a space, baby
A dream machine like Hollywood
Makes us all feel lonely,
And I'm just lonely, and I'm just lonely
There're more things to light
I used to dream of Hollywood
My heart was set in Hollywood
Where we both feel lonely